What has hentai taught me? Several things:
- Even when she desperately says (or screams, or cries, or whimpers, or whispers) that she doesn't want it, SHE REALLY DOES.
- No woman-- of pretty much any age-- is capable of just saying "NO".
- Practically none of them are capable of self-defense either.
- Even when a rapist gets stopped and/or gets his ass whupped in the middle of trying to rape a girl, it seems neither the victim nor their rescuer thinks to press charges (Source: "Milk Mama" by Yukiyanagi)
- In +50% of all cases, foreplay includes (and often begins with) a bout of passionate french kissing that almost always results in copious amounts of saliva running down the faces of all participants.
- "Protection" is, for the most part, a foreign concept in hentai.
- And finally, as always, the rules of anime almost always apply:
Any color in the visible spectrum is a normal hair color, 90% of the women have mammoth mammaries, said mammaries tend to "boing" outward whenever freed from constraints of a bra or shirt, all people have only 1 large sweat gland at a varying location on their heads (except when they're having sex, in which case they have normal sweat glands), all people's heads have the inexplicable tendency to swell up in size whenever shocked, angry, or scared; all people have several hundred gallons of blood under high pressure, all men get nosebleeds that shoot with power-washer intensity whenever they see a hot girl (or anything with big tits, for that matter), shouting (esp. in an angry manner) makes you stronger; any task, NO MATTER HOW TRIVIAL, is liable to be carried out like it's in the middle of an action thriller movie (example:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rG7B65pVAlQ&t=27s), and... ah hell, you guys probably know the rest of 'em.